My Hero Academia: EMTs

Entrance Exam Part 1: Dig in Tori!

Tori:

My big brother half drags me into the office. This is ridiculous. Surely, no one really means for me to take part in a fight. Didn't Henry tell them my quirk is medical? I'm supposed to be a doctor... going to a hero university... yeah, it strikes me that I might need to modify my expectations.

Finally, we're both in the office of Shota Aizawa, one of the heroes my brother fought the most—or, rather, one of the heroes he dodged the most.

My money is on this going horribly.

The black-haired and tired-looking man gets up, giving both of us an evil eye as he does so. "Alright, let's get something straight here," Aizawa says. "I'm not gonna let you two fail on accident... it's not as fun to watch." He smiles on that note. He gets up from his office desk and walks to a dry-erase board. "I want you both to be clear on something. We had no issue with Henry representing your interests to Nezu alone because he figured one person making an organized presentation might be better than two people talking over each other. However, from now on, both of you will be judged based on your own efforts."

He draws three circles on the board, two on one side and one on the other. Finally, he draws a giant circle around the three. He continues, "The practical entrance exam will be simple. The two of you will fight Bakugo Katsuki and attempt to restrain him. You can tie him up and engage in strikes, holds, and tricks. Any attacks that could result in serious injury or lethal damage are strictly banned in this fight. Bakugo is, of course, trying to do the same to you that you are trying to do to him. The battle will take place in a circular arena. Falling out of bounds," Aizawa taps outside his large circle, "Will initiate a penalty where you will have to wear a pair of cuffs on one of your limbs for the rest of the fight, risking that your opponent will capitalize and just- finish the job."

Henry and I are seated in chairs opposite his desk, and when he finishes this part of the presentation, Henry raises his hand. I look at the board. Again, he can't be serious.

"Yes?" Aizawa says, cocking his head to the side.

"I've seen the brawls at the summer festival. Some of the attacks they launch could do serious damage. I—" Henry starts, but he doesn't sound concerned; he sounds more disappointed—because boy.

"Didn't I just say no injuries or lethal damage?" the professor interrupts, "We train our students specifically to hold back their attacks or strike areas that won't retain serious injury when struck. However, because of your age, Bakugo won't be allowed to engage in even THAT level of combat. He will be restricted to low-level quirk attacks and martial arts. Injurious attacks on individuals under 14 participating in a match are prohibited by national law, not just school policy." He glares at us both as if trying to drill home the importance of this point. "You, in turn, will be allowed equipment to make up the skill and experience difference, but non-lethal only, and it can't be anything professionally made. A staff? Fine. A sword- no. A specially made capture net? If I see something like that, you're gone."

"Hold on- where would we even get specialized equipment to cheat in the first place? It's not like we're loaded with cash." Henry asks with a chuckle.

"Hmmm..." Aizawa says with a smirk. "Where? Kid, we have an entire support department and support course on three floors... Oh, you're not keeping up, are you? Why do you think you're being given a week? So you can rest up?" He sits down at his desk. "Maybe you think you're being allowed to... socialize? Of course not. You're being allowed run of the facilities here. Of course, within reason, and with supervision, but the point remains. You could go to support and request a few things the second this meeting is done, free of charge." He folds his hands and looks over them at the two of us, a look of restrained malice in his eyes. "I've been told that this next week coincides with what is known as a "grace period". You'll be allowed to live in Hizashi's home and spend time being normal children." He chuckles. "From foster care to a crime syndicate to jail- the grace period will be your first chance at living in a real family. Of course, if you don't make it into UA, you go back to jail, and this week will be fleeting. Regardless, this will be the last opportunity both of you have to live and interact in a real home for a long time- possibly years. Even if you do make it into UA, you will live in the dorms under heavy restrictions." He cocks his head to the side and smiles. "What will you do? Spend every second you can here training, stocking up, and planning, or spend precious time with your new family?"